I’ve had several thoughts, announcements, and the like regarding my writing all bouncing around in my head that I’ve had to hold off on due to having to promote Realm of the War Pigs. It’s been a week, and for the most part, and I think enough time has passed to talk about something OTHER than what I published recently. If I’m wrong… Well, that’s probably another reason I have to self publish.
My announcements are as follows.
First off, the next book in The Highway Men is already under way. As of this writing, I already have three chapters and a prologue.
In my blueprint, I had originally planned on book 2 simply being called Unfinished Business. According to that blueprint, it’d be another story from the perspective of Kaitlin Klein, and it’d follow up on any loose threads book 1 left behind. Somewhere around the second draft of Realm of the War Pigs, though, those plans changed drastically.
As of this blogging, book 2 of my series is titled Realm of the Mushroomheads. Kaitlin does appear in the book, but now, the story changes over to a different character.
I’d alluded to a Cousin Bailey in Realm of the War Pigs, but never really went into detail on her. Don’t worry, that’s not a spoiler. Nor is anything I’m about to talk about for the most part.
Funny thing is that Cousin Bailey and Cousin Sasha were just random characters that weren’t really meant for anything but to expand on Kaitlin’s background. Hell, their NAMES were place holder names. I looked over at my TV while I was writing (this was back when I had cable), saw Bayley and Sasha Banx were about to have a segment on WWE Raw, and just wrote those names down in the manuscript, thinking that if nothing else, I’d change them later. I never did, I realize, and now it’s too late to change it. Whatever, I’m rambling.
Realm of the Mushroomheads is told from the perspective of Bailey Boxberger (last name subject to change): Kaitlin’s cousin, and a native of Nevel, Kansas. Unlike her older cousin, she’s never left town, and, in my opinion anyway, is more in touch with what the locals have to say about all these newcomers moving into town, and going over to that mansion.
So far, that’s all I can say about Realm of the Mushroomheads without spoiling things.
I have no idea when this project will be finished, but I can say with certainty that it’s probably going to be 2019 before you see it. WHEN in 2019, I don’t know, but I doubt highly I’ll be able to finish this, get another glorious book cover from Cartoonist Mark himself, and get this out by 2018.
Especially because of item number 2 on my list of things to talk about.
I’ve been keeping this mostly to myself, largely because I have no idea if this is actually going to happen or not. All I can really say for sure is I’ve been recruited to write the script for a potential graphic novel. So far, all I can say about this project is about ninety-nine percent of my time on this project has consisted of researching a psychotic amount of obscure mythology, and the other one percent has been dedicated to trying to remember what comic book pages look like.
Yeah, somewhere around 2007-2009, I thought my blind ass could get into the comic book industry with all my ingenious ideas. Perhaps Marvel or DC, or even Image (assuming that’s even around anymore) would be a longshot, but I was looking into smaller, but equally noteable publishers like Darkhorse, or Antarctic Press at the time. Those plans went to the wayside. Partly because I realized I was a lot better at pros.
Also, in recent years… Well, a lot of this is basically third-hand information at best, but I’ve generally gotten the impression PC culture has the comic book industry in a stranglehold. Things like diversity are more important to the big boys than actually telling a halfway decent story. Or at least that’s the case with Marvel. I couldn’t tell you anything about DC anymore, other than they eventually abandoned New52, and at one point, there were apparently three different jokers all running around like they do.
Basically, I’m having to learn, and relearn the ropes of comic book writing in order to make a halfway decent graphic novel.
As a result of this graphic novel project getting dumped in my lap, I have to manage my writing time, and shelf some potential projects. The most prominent of which, unfortunately, is The Helen Tamzarian Papers.
Truth be told, I haven’t given up on The Helen Tamzarian Papers as a book just yet. As a SERIES… I’m suddenly a little less interested in pursuing that idea. Really, if anything, Helen Tamzarian IN GENERAL is an idea I’m not quite as enthusiastic about these days.
I’m putting this project on the shelf for the time being. I’m not really abandoning it like past projects, but I’m not necessarily going to be picking this up any time soon, either.
Another project that ended up getting shelved before I could even start it was another Novella of Highfill, Kansas. Yeah, I know. Just when I’ve convinced myself this one’s the last one, I come up with a new idea.
The thing is, though, I only ever write out Highfill, Kansas novels when I’m in the deepest depths of the backward dark: that horrible void where the voices assure me that life is meaningless, the universe is apathetic to my existence, and everybody around you is a selfish fucking prick who wishes you’d just hurry up and kill yourself already and spare us all the pathetic fucking sadboy posts on Facebook/Twitter. Except I generally keep my Twitter professional, outside of some sports commentary and a couple dumb observations.
Thing is, life is actually pretty generous to me lately. I mean yeah, I’m dirt poor at the moment and scraping by on rent and bills, but honestly, a change of scenery was probably what I needed. New place, new part of KC, new challenges… It might be too early to make this declaration, but I’m pretty sure I can add new girlfriend to the list as well. The only real downside so far has been having to rehome my cat, but in the grand scheme of things, it’s for the better. Both for me, and for the cat, but mostly for the cat.It’s a long story.
So yeah, that’s basically all the news that’s fit to dish for the time being. Sink your teeth into that, and I’ll see yall next time.